xelam kan

A Dream - Poem by xelam kan

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Adieu! O my sweet fellow, It's time to part our pillowswith kisses fourfor melancholy sore.lo the tyrant sun is up in the east And calling for, to shunthe night feast.The fragrance and charm of the nightstir my heart and keeppassions ignite.Oh thy coral lips and blue bright eyestaking my fancies to the seven skies, and made my love immortalas the Helen of Troy.

Touching.. Could U be the Helen of my Troy! ! ! Really a hunting one.... Enchanting language bestowed with the charisma of engulfing hearts... The way U started and then swiftly moved towards your keynote is endearing.. Love it
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